A few weeks ago, I was listening to NPR in my car, as I often do. In between world news and the circus that is a presidential election year, came ...
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I still remember that weird feeling of publishing something “on the internet” and getting comments and emails from complete strangers saying t...
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Do yourself a favor and mix yourself one of these right now. Through all of my years of enjoying cocktails, this is the one “complicated” ...
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serves four 1 pound of crimini mushrooms, stems removed 2 tablespoons of olive oil kosher salt (about a teaspoon, more or less to taste) 1 tab...
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For the donuts: 1 cup all-purpose flour 1 cup whole wheat flour 1/2 cup sugar 2 teaspoons baking powder 1 teaspoon real vanilla extract...
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This past weekend, Matt and I took a little road trip to the Ace Hotel in Palm Springs (more on that later). I took the day off from work on Frida...
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The things we think we need aren't always the ones we really want. Did you ever hear the story of a young couple in love, each of whom was trying ...
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I used to write a lot of poetry. I have notebooks filled with raw, young angst. In college, I went up on a stage, terrified, and read one of my po...
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There's a good reason why I've never shared a recipe for kale chips on Turntable Kitchen. The reason is that I had always thought that people who ...
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Do you ever think about someone's hands? The creases between their fingers and their palms, the shape of their fingernails, the way they hold a ...
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When my parents' apricot tree is heavy with its full glory of fruit, it is a feast for all, including the squirrels. My parents' apricots are smal...